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I am Loved, Really?

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“Useless.” “Stupid.” “Good-for-nothing.” These are words and phrases some of us may identify with. Even though I know that I am a child of God, there are times I still label myself with these words.

POEM: This Grace (Disgraced)

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When sermons start to sound like soothing lullabies, When my mind starts to slip away under distraction’s cries, When the world outside drowns out your loving chastise My heart from the true God flies.

Church: A Gathering of Sinners or Saints?

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Each week when I step into church, at least one person will ask, “How are you?” or “How have you been?” My response is often short, and almost always accompanied with a smile, “I’m good, how about you?”

It wasn't just excessive spending, it was more.

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Ask any good Christian where their comfort comes from and their answer would be Christ. My source of comfort starts with C too, but I’m afraid it’s something else: Clothes.